Cricket

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Why should a man love a cricket, and not a cockroach?
They both have wings.

A little cricket lost herself in my house, and there
The poor girl is, lonely in the darkness, somewhere.

She sings and sings.
No answer.

I drift into some vague semblance of sleep,
Writing this poem about her.

Somehow, I cannot approach
The quality of that version

In consciousness. She's only a cricket.
But I love her.

Her little insect gloss,
Pristine, still.

Ah, here's the difference!
It's because she sings!

Yes, singing her heart out
Because she is lonely. Like me, I guess.

Grown man, in love with
A tiny insect, how sad is that?

Or I would love her, that is.
If I could figure out how to

Stick it
In something that little.

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WickedEveWickedEveabout 15 years ago
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If I had not read the comment, I would have never thought about "fucking bugs and little girls." Anyway, I enjoyed the poem -- my interpretation of it.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 15 years ago
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between this afternoon and dawn I will certainly note this as among my favorite of today's poems. Oh, I just noticed what another seemed to infer. I didn't see that at all, or as what you meant. Funny isn't it, how we all bring our own issues to different works... thanks for the smile.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 15 years ago
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the ending does not fit this poem-- it is awful. Fucking bugs and little girls (or at least the illusion of it just turned my stomach) Maybe I am misreading the lines. The rest has promise, is quite good, which is why I wrote this at all

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